You want it? You got it! Just a warning, this is mostly a filler chapter, but it's necessary. I'm working really hard to put up/ make more so don't loose hope!
I want to thank all my reviewers and say that for those who left signed ones: I checked out and reviewed some of your stuff (ladybugg and Trutega) and thanks to goldfighter and Donovan for thier demands and support.
Right. Now for the dreaded and depressing disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or any money making animated anything. I only own my own charecters: Kaji, Soukai, Kika, Masurao, Naigou and Sanga.
Oh, and I own nothing pertaining to Star Wars either.
Side note: I got those names by looking up a Japanese-English engine. Here are the meanings I got from it-
Kaji- fire/conflagration
Soukai- this world's sudden changes
Kika- actually made this up, if it has meaning I'll put it up later.
Masurao- hero/gentleman/warrior/manly person
Naigou- tough at heart
Sanga- mountains and rivers/natural surroundings
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About one half hour after eating my "snack" there was a buzz at the door. Assuming that it was Bulma come to pick me up, I waltzed over to the door with a smile. After opening it I blinked. That's all I could do. There before me, hovering, was a weird mutation of R2D2. It was like he'd had a growth spurt straight up! About five feet tall and only two feet wide. Added on to that was the fact it had no legs. What with the hovering and all I assumed it didn't need them. It did, however, have two strange blue rings around it. One at the base about two inches from the bottom and another around it's midsection. It was actually freaky how similar the domed top section matched R2.
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After a few moments of contemplating it's design, the 'bot spoke up. Another difference between it and R2: "Mrs. Vegeta-Briefs sends her apologies, something urgent came up that she had to deal with." I'll bet, I smirked. Since the 'bot brought it up, I noticed that both her and Vegeta's energy signatures were close together and fluctuating. I guess all those fan fictions I've read about their passionate love life is true. Even though they're grandparents…ewww. Don't want to go there! Trying hard to erase the thought from my mind I managed to turn my attention back to the 'bot, realizing it had been trying to gain my attention.
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"Sorry, what was that?", I inquired. "As stated before, Mrs. Vegeta-Briefs has instructed me to give you these clothes. She said that you would feel more comfortable out of armor and in local garments." For the first time I noticed that a wide panel just above the middle blue ring had opened revealing a shallow drawer like container. Within it were some carefully folded clothes. Reaching out I picked them up and the drawer slid back in as another one just above it opened to reveal a pair of large sneakers. Wow, I didn't know my feet were that big! Looking down after grabbing my shoes confirmed it. "I will wait here while you change, please be swift your meal is waiting.", it advised.
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At the mention of food my stomach once again spoke up: "This time I'm not shutting up until I am stuffed to the brim got it?!? I've been more than patient, so hurry up!!!" was the general message I got from the cramping pains and loud rumbles that were probably audible all the way in the kitchen. Cranky, painful gut or no, I was going to take my time changing. Closing the door on the 'bot I strode over to the small bedroom on the right since it was closer. Shutting the door and tossing the clothes on the bed, I began to strip. First the bulky white armor. Setting it down on the floor I sighed. I thought sayajin armor was supposed to be light and form fitting! But nooo, I have to have heavy and itchy stuff. Whatever, I'll deal with it later. Now for the spandex stuff. Since my suit of armor was a full body one, I had expected the spandex to be the same, but as I had found out earlier in the bathroom while freshening up, it was in fact a two-piece. Off came the shirt-top piece first. Tossing it aside I next removed the lower pants-piece. Another thing I discovered earlier: even though it doesn't look like it's possible, there was actually another layer. Briefs, sort of. The skin tight fabric was so thin and sheer that I had feared to touch it lest it rip. I quickly got over that when the urge to relieve myself became overwhelming. It's amazing how quick your mind gets over things when your body gets demanding. Well, anyway, off came the under things. Deciding on a super speed shower at the last minute, I grabbed the change of clothes and headed for the bathroom.
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Ignoring the huge mirror along the wall above the sinks counter I quickly hopped into the shower stall next to the Jacuzzi-bath. Even with all that hair, a tail, and ignoring of the male parts, it was the quickest shower of my life. Five minutes!!! I stepped out of the stall and, grinning, decided to dry myself with my ki like I'd read about. A short burst later and I was dry down to my roots (hair roots). Cool!!! That was both easy and convenient. Looking at the clothes I saw there was both a pair of boxers and one of briefs to choose from, "Hmmmm." While boxers give freedom…I'm still wierding out about those parts. I don't want to be reminded of them every step I take. I'll go with the briefs. At least for now. You know, you'd think ignoring a part of your body would be hard, but it wasn't surprisingly. I mean, how often do you think about your nether regions everyday?
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In no time at all I was dressed and ready, shoes and all. I finally was able to look at myself in the mirror. Whoa! I can't believe how hot I am! I wasn't all bragging or anything, just appreciative. Now I know why the girls were all checking me out. I had a thick, spiky, bright scarlet mane of hair about six inches long (from root to tip), a studly and well muscled physique, and a handsome face that would have made me swoon if I'd still been a girl. The clothes I was now wearing now also accentuated my looks. Besides the white sneakers with red accents I wore khaki slacks with a brown belt and scarlet t-shirt that matched my hair that was just tight enough to reveal my muscles. Sweet.
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I was brought out of my thoughts by a particularly painful hunger cramp and intense wave of weakness. Guess I'd better hurry up before I pass out. Striding out of the bathroom, through the bedroom, and over to the main door to the hall, I couldn't keep the happy grin off my face. I looked hot, I felt awesome (minus the hunger pains), and I was in a world where quite literally anything could happen. I felt like I could take on anyone and anything and come out the winner. Unbeknownst to me, soon my sentiments would be put to the test.
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Once again as I opened the door, ten minutes after I had last shut it, I was met with the floating 'bot's cheerful image and voice, "If you are ready I will lead you to the dining hall now, please follow me.", it chirped out before it turned to lead me to my lunch. The cleaning 'bots must have already taken care of the remains of the previous meal, for all signs of the sayajin hoard that had recently occupied the area were gone. Now there was only a small feast at one end of large table. My eyes nearly popped out! I knew sayajins ate a lot, but the smorgasbord laid out before me was ridiculous! There was enough there to feed at least ten or fifteen humans! Maybe more!
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As soon as the delicious aromas touched my senses my stomach chose to speak up and remind me that only ten sandwiches, three tubs of cottage cheese and a few dozen assorted fruits and beverages had kept me alive this long, but now it was time to get serious. I grinned realizing that I could ,scratch that, would have to eat tons of food everyday, and I won't get fat! I am definitely liking it here. With one last appreciative chuckle I settled down to business.
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The strangest, yet one of the delightful things about being a sayajin was being able to savor and enjoy vast quantities of food while seeming to scarf it. It apparently only took me thirty minutes to finish, but to me it seemed like I had all the time in the world. After an eternity of enjoyment, I finally finished the spread before me and was slightly surprised at barely being full. You'd think I'd feel stuffed! I mean, I had eaten at least four chickens; three gallons of soup; five entrees with fishes at least three feet long and thirty or so pounds each; sixteen or so bowls of different noodles and rice's; eight crabs that were about a foot or more across not including the legs; four plates of sushi (which turned out not to be as bad as I thought they'd be); plates and plates of egg-rolls, pot stickers, and dumplings of all sorts; and I drank at least thirteen glasses of drinks that I wont list all of right now.
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Sighing in contentment, I leaned back in my chair with a smile. I took a few moments to really appreciate this new appetite of mine. As I was idly gazing about the dining hall I caught a movement out of the corner of my eye. Not moving, I focused my ki senses on the area. I grinned at what I detected. Trying to sneak by or up on me eh? My grin turned into a smirk. Hmmm to let them get away with it or catch them….
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How's my first real attempt at suspense? Who is trying to be sneaky? What will Kaji do? Ha ha ha ha!! Only the author knows for now! Mwa ha ha ha! Sigh. I needed that. Anyway, since my fans demand more I shall give you more. Probably within a day or two at most.
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